[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Dragonstrike]

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"Alright Reiner I know the rules as much you, but the rules dont say selling a Mega Stone right? The price will certainlaly drop without a the respective pokemon to train, thats why I suggest taking Pidgeot together with the Mega Stone. But a Mega Stone alone might be work? We cant sell our quota of pokemons we take, but we can sell items we found right? Thats not exatcly against the rules. And you are the only person who can avoid the merchant in killing me. Thats sounds more secure to you?"

"No, because selling the Mega Stone devalues the pokemon as well.  The pidgey line isn't exactly ever going to be in high demand by itself."

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[Oh, you say the most flattering things, puppeteer! You'd make me blush like a school girl, if that were physically possible, heheheheheHA! Though if you thought and still things are plenty thrilling ......well, I shouldn't say. It spoil the surprise, and we can't have that now!]

Unfortunately for Reiner, he was quite wrong about their being no reflective surfaces in Training Room. For one thing, several pieces of metal equipment had quite the lusterous sheen to them, so the Rebellious Goddess could have easily used them to 'watch' (Read: Spy) on her heart's desire. However, that was not the case here.

No, the answer to how she was able to fulfill her voyeuristic desire was plain as water to you.

More specifically, the still absolutely drenched and sodded battlefield (of which you were sitting near) , slicked and coated with an even layer of reflective water by the Heavy Rain, with the added addition several puddles interspersed throughout the space.

The largest and deepest of which held the image of the visage of Giratina herself, her red ring and black stare boring into you with no small amount of concern and affection.

Once your gaze was locked with hers, you felt yourself instinctively freeze as you felt the undivided attention you/she commanded from her/you, and though very faint, you could now definitely feel her characteristic influence permeating the atmosphere of the room.

That's definitely Giratina, alright, in case you didn't believe it.

Apparently she's able to multitask working on......'fixing' your dead sister and keeping a steady vigil over you. Goody?

When you were finally able to break the passive hold her presence and rescinded your previously so earnest prayer, you could see that Giratina was torn between radiant happiness (from the almighty dragons 'compliment/tribute' part) and uncertain confusion at just why you didn't desire a fate worse than death for those that almost condemned you and definitely (albeit indirectly) condemned Clair. She also received your reply, which helped clear things up a bit for her a bit judging by the way her 'experssion' smoothed out in thought.

Thick, cloying silence filled the room as the Queen of the Underworld mulled things over. . . . .

. . .
. . .
. . .until finally she inclined her toward you, the puddle rippling as the tips of her 'horns' briefly poked through the thin barrier between here and beyond.

........Though I understand not......
Why you abhor damnation of the souls......
........Of those that condemned you and your family to hellish suffering......
Untold misery and strife.....
........I will honor your desires.....and leave their fate in your hands......
To arbitrate as you may......
....
....
........Should you ever have need of me again.....
Speak my name near that which carries a mirror shine.....
Pray in earnest or in turmoil.......
I will come.
I will grant my aid.
........If its within my power and domain.
Remember that......
......My Love.

With that last line lovingly and ominously decreed by the Antimatter Goddess, she closed her eyes and her image faded away along with her presence, which was accompanied by a feeling of a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You turned to check on Ridia and Weavile to see how they reacted to her visit......

....and found the former passed out in a peaceful slumber, while the other's eyes where half lidded as he struggled to keeping himself conscious as he looked upon you with a mixed look of concern and........a knowing smirk. Looks like Giratina's presences causes those she does not wish to speak with to slumber/pass out, except those of stunning Willpower, resolve, and the Insight to recognize and resist it, which your feline partner had all three in spades. Given that Sister Fiercest wouldn't like remember anything of THAT Encounter and Weavile seemed to understand the situation as well as you do (if not arguably better), that saves you quite the bit of explaining, eh?

Reiner's turn to look a little confused. Weavile has some explaining to do.

"...what in Lugia's draconic name is going on with you today, Weavile?  First the dice, then you've been looking at the ceiling for who knows what reason, and now...this."